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Emma Jewel May 2017
Forget the darkness,
Forget the pain,
Forget the sadness,
When it starts to rain.

Forget broken promises,
Forget the past,
It's time to bring,
Some happiness,
And make it last.

So wipe your tears,
And face your fears,
These tough days,
Will last no longer,
Because darling,
You are much stronger.
Emma Jewel May 2017
Six years old.
Blue ribbon, silk ribbon,
Streaming through my hair.
Pigtails, toothless smile;
Mirror, am I pretty yet?

Ten years old.
Ponytail, bobby pins,
Taming through my messy hair.
Chubby thighs, crooked smile;
Mirror, am I pretty yet?

Fourteen years old.
Straight hair, lipstick,
Mascara running down my face.
Trembling knees, broken smile;
Mirror, will I ever be pretty?

Sixteen years old.
Messy bun, chapped lips,
Sobbing eyes and ****** wrists.
Bony thighs, fake smile;
Mirror...you broke me.

— The End —